Aaron Ryder
Aaron awoke on the roof of a building not far from where the tavern was located. He yawned and stretched out his arms before getting up and dusting himself off. "Good lord it was cold last night!", he exclaimed, talking to himself it had seemed. He took his gun from his holster and made sure it was loaded before putting it back. He strapped his sword to his side and jumped down into an alleyway before stepping out to the road and headed towards the tavern. As he arrived, he pushed open the door, and as it creaked loudly he walked into the tavern and sat down at the bar. He then pulled a handful of coins out of his pocket and started counting them.